SO I'MSITTING HEREWITH A BEERStoryfromtheexcitinglysweetmouse

Hello Harry,
why do you have a translator translate what you write? I took the liberty of improving your ‘machine’. No offence intended. Kind regards!

So I'm sitting here with a beer, looking at this lovely woman next to me.
But I can't bring myself to say anything to her - even though thoughts are running through my head.
We look and smile and smile and look... and I want to give her a rose:
Because she is my type, yes, she is my type!
I'm sitting here now, drinking my second beer - I look back at the friendly woman next to me.
I still can't think of anything to say to her - even though I have other thoughts.
I'd like to talk to her; but I'm - sorry - somehow out of it today.
Then she waves to the waiter... and I think my game is up.
Now I'm sitting on my third beer when this woman suddenly stands in front of me.
- looks at me and carefully places her (business) card on the table.
But I still can't make a sound out of this excitingly sweet mouse.
"I see you can't tell me anything here - it'll be better on the phone.
Bye then! I'll definitely hear from you in the next few days..."